"Yuan'er." Grandpa's call brought Fu Yuan'er back to her senses.

Grandpa Fu was in a wheelchair and was pushed in by the housekeeper.

"Grandpa!" Fu Yuan'er came forward in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

I saw my grandpa two days ago and he could still walk very steadily on his own.

"It's an old problem." Grandpa Fu disagreed.

As we get older, high blood pressure becomes more serious.

"Where is Zitong?" Grandpa Fu asked.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but hesitate, she didn't know what to say.

Before, she tried every means to find evidence that there was a woman outside Cheng Zi, but now the evidence was clearly at home, and she couldn't say anything anymore.

If grandpa knew what Fu Bining and his uncle's family were thinking, he would probably have high blood pressure that would directly break through the instrument.

"Why," her reaction could not escape her grandfather's eyes, "are you arguing again?"

"I……"

"Grandpa." Cheng Zitong walked into the terrace with a smile on his face.

He stepped forward and pushed Grandpa's wheelchair instead of the housekeeper. His expression and movements were so natural, as if what happened to Fu Yuan'er just now happened to someone else.

brazen!

Fu Yuan'er cursed secretly in her heart.

"Zitong, you and Yuan'er should not have a cold war," Grandpa Fu said. "It is inevitable for a husband and wife to quarrel, but a cold war is too hurtful."

"Grandpa, we are fine," Cheng Zitong replied, "I came here specifically to pick up Yuan'er today."

Fu Yuan'er was slightly stunned, pick her up, where to go?

But he saw Cheng Zitong looking at him with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

It seems to mean that it depends on whether she dares to say "no".

She admitted that she did not dare to say "no" in front of her grandfather, not to mention his poor health.

She could only nod in agreement with his words.

Grandpa Fu finally felt relieved and said with sincerity: "Yuan'er, Zitong is encountering obstacles in his career. You should stop making trouble and help him more."

Fu Yuan'er's thoughts changed and she asked: "Grandpa, what do you think I can do to help him?"

"Aren't you a reporter?" Grandpa Fu said, "Write more positive news about your company. Corporate image is very important."

"Okay, grandpa, I'll write in the next two days." She also cast a provocative look at Cheng Zitong.

This is a task assigned by her grandfather, and she will definitely complete it "well".

Cheng Zitong, you should be trembling from now on.

"Sir, dinner is ready." At this time, the butler walked into the terrace again.

Cheng Zitong said: "Grandpa, Yuan'er and I will not accompany you to dinner tonight."

It seemed that Cheng Zitong was indeed taking her somewhere, but it was ridiculous that she didn't know it at all.

He didn't discuss it with her or tell her in advance, he just gave her a short notice.

The clothes need to be ironed and tidied before wearing. What he means is that Fu Yuan'er is not even as good as a piece of clothing in his wardrobe.

But it doesn't matter, Fu Yuan'er doesn't care about it at all.

"Wait for me in the car. I have something to tell my mother," she said calmly, "I'll be right away."

Cheng Ziyi looked at her meaningfully and nodded slightly.

Fu Yuan'er left the terrace.

It's strange that she would come right away.

She walked directly through the corridor on the first floor to the back garden. There was a wall in the back garden that could be climbed out.

And she is the only one who knows this place.

No matter where Cheng Zitong took her, she was not interested.

And if he couldn't wait for her in the car, he would naturally leave on his own and go to his grandpa to complain? That's not true!

She saw through Cheng Zi's love for face that she would never let others know the true status of their relationship.

"Fu Yuan'er!" However, as soon as she arrived,

In the garden, Fu Bining turned around to block her.

"I'm very busy and don't have time to chat with you." Fu Yuan'er was in a hurry to leave.

Fu Bining refused to give up: "Fu Yuan'er, since you have no feelings for Cheng Zitong, why don't you give it to me?"

"If you are embarrassed to say it, I will tell grandpa." Fu Bining continued.

"How dare you!" Fu Yuan'er immediately stopped and turned around to glare at her: "How dare you make grandpa fall ill again, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

Fu Bining snorted disapprovingly: "Who doesn't know how to say harsh words? You have to do it if you can."

Fu Yuan'er approached Fu Bining: "If you don't know what to do except yourself, the things your family does are not perfect, so you should do it yourself."

After saying that, Fu Yuan'er turned and left.

Fu Bining looked at her figure with fear in his eyes.

Did Fu Yuan'er know something?

She immediately returned to the living room, where her mother Zhang Zhi was holding the baby and preparing to go upstairs.

"Mom," she stepped forward quickly, "I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute, I will take the child to see grandpa first. Grandpa has to stay with him for a while every afternoon." Every wrinkle in the corner of Zhang Zhi's eyes was filled with pride.

Fu Bining looked around and looked around, then leaned close to her ear and whispered for a while.

The more Zhang Zhi listened, the darker his face became.

**

Done!

Fu Yuan'er jumped off the wall, clapped her hands, and strode forward.

She grew up in this house and was not too familiar with this area. It took ten minutes to cross a small road to the main road and you could take a taxi.

It's just that she never expected that she would be forced to sneak out of her home, and she didn't dare to drive, let alone walk through the door.

It's just a little embarrassing.

Not long after, her taxi arrived.

Finally returned to his own nest.

She soaked herself in the hot water in the bathtub, preparing to take a nice hot bath and then have a comfortable sleep.

After taking a shower, I suddenly heard my stomach growling.

That's right, with Cheng Zitong interfering with her like this, she didn't even bother to eat dinner.

She set up a small pot, put instant noodles, cheese slices and ham sausage in to make a simple Korean ramen.

"Ding dong!" Suddenly the doorbell rang.

She was stunned for a moment, unable to remember who would come to her place.

To avoid trouble, she didn't tell anyone where she lived.

She went behind the door and opened the peephole cover to see a courier standing there.

"Hello, courier." the courier said.

"I didn't buy anything," she replied.

"Ms. Fu, your mobile phone number ends in 3289."

Fu Yuan'er opened the door in confusion and saw the courier holding a bouquet of roses.

"I didn't order flowers." She was even more surprised.

But the courier looked aside and said, "It's this gentleman..."

A figure turned out from beside him, it was Cheng Zitong, staring at her with a half-smile.

Fu Yuan'er reacted immediately and hurriedly stepped back, almost, really almost closing the door.

Cheng Zitong moved faster and stretched out a hand to grab the door.

Fu Yuan'er weighed just over ninety pounds including her hair and clothes. How could she withstand his strength? His arms pushed her away with just a little force.

He opened his long legs, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

The roses he held in his hands looked so ironic.
To be continued...